Boy Skates

I used to own skates.  I even took figure skating as a child.  Eventually, skating wasn’t cool anymore and I outgrew said skates.

Last year, Big Brothers and Big Sisters were giving a whole bunch of old skates away.  They had an extra pair in my size so I took them.  Remember when Scott and I went up to Ottawa to go skating on the Rideau Canal?  My shins hurt from those skates for ate least a week – maybe even two.  They killed my feet.  Plus, clumsy as I’ve become, I kept tripping on the toe-picks.  Duh, right?

Maybe you remember the flood in my basement on September 30th (my birthday) while Scott and I were in Boston.  Well, I chucked the skates in the bin when I cleaned out the basement.

This year, I decided I would buy used skates – but boy skates with no toe-picks.  We went to the store.  Jacob and I each got a pair of (obviously) used skates but each got shiny new laces.  After the said purchase, we had to kill some time before Jacob was due at work.  What do you think we did?  Good guess – we went skating!

The minute I got on the ice, I went to take off in the manner in which I am accustomed to – with my toe-pick.  My toe just kept rolling and I almost lost my balance and gave the ice a big wet kiss.

Skating with boy skates, when you’re used to girl skates, is quite challenging.  I’m sure I looked like a child skating for the first time.  Mind you, I did ok backwards.  Go figure.  That is until I hit a little pot-hole in the ice and fell on my arse!  I suppose a few bruises aren’t so bad.  can’t be any worse than what I suffered as a toddler – the egg in middle of my forehead.

We had a blast, Jacob and I.  It was cold and we weren’t dressed but he sure did get a good laugh at me.

Here are some photos:

The little pond at Lamoureux Park by the St. Lawrence.

The cute little bridge that’s great for photos.

Pretty swirl I made in the snow with my skates.

My new old boy skates.

Jacob showing off that he’s totally better at skating than I am.  He didn’t believe me when I told him I took figure skating lessons when I was little.

Haha.

There’s me in all my knitted things:  hat, scarf, mittens and socks (which you can’t see).

THEN, when Jacob went off to work, I went with my sister to visit three sisters I was related to once.  Long story.  I hadn’t seen them in years and years and years.  I had such a wonderful time catching up and laughing with them.  I’m committed to seeing them more.

Today was a snow day.  I haven’t seen this much snow in a couple of years.  I’m so very glad I got snow tires this year.  My farmer friend only plowed large enough for my car – then the snow drifted in.  I hope I can get out tomorrow morning at 5:30!  It’s going to suck if I have to pull out my emergency kit to try to get un-stuck.

I finished Carley’s socks last night.  Then I worked on my Duster.  It’s working up quite quickly.

Work tomorrow, spinning on Friday and maybe a little adventure on the weekend.  😉